The past is just something
we cannot undo
It lurks in the
shadows to haunt us at will
The things we
deny yet we know to be true
Remain on our
conscience and trouble us still
Perhaps if we let
ourselves suffer the pain
Of a beating from
disciplinarian’s cane
We can find a
recompense for our misdeed
But in truth it
is really forgiveness we need
A kind word and a
hug, telling us it’s okay
That the sorrow
we feel will be penance well earned
And yet only the actions
we take from this day
Will demonstrate
how well the lessons were learned.
